What is next When the text is finished When the stage is cleared And the weird are gone What is left after the song Is sung What is next in this crazy world When accomplishments go unheard What is left to do that I have not done The days get boring Unless you look close I have prayed and I have played I have won and I have lost I have gone insane and I have written a poem It gets boring When boring is touring through my head Then the boring gets horny And the horny gets going Rumors take over a life It gets boring when nothing is right It gets boring when you’re hiding out of sight Some days are hard And others are soft Some people talk And others walk Some people sit And others shit No matter what is boring Boring is touring through my head